chapter 70.

Alec’s point of view. I woke up with Alana nestled in the warm cocoon of our shared embrace. Her golden curls, like unruly sunbeams, sprawled across my chest and arms. Her naked form, radiating with the afterglow of our passionate night, clung to mine, her arm and leg draped possessively over me. I couldn't help but smile softly as I glanced out the window, savoring the breathtaking view of the sun beginning its ascent over the horizon, painting the world in hues of soft gold. My gaze shifted to the woman nestled in my arms. Her face was a serene canvas, the lines of tension that often graced her face in the waking hours were now smoothed away, and a moment of tranquillity enveloped her as she slumbered. With great care, I moved a strand of her hair that had fallen across her peaceful face and leaned in to place gentle, lingering kisses upon her forehead, and cheek, and then ghosted my lips over hers, cherishing the taste of her even in her sleep. I inched myself out from her grasp,